ℑ𝔫𝔣𝔦𝔡𝔢𝔩𝔦𝔱𝔶 ıllıllı 𝔐𝔢𝔤𝔲𝔪𝔦 𝔉𝔲𝔰𝔥𝔦𝔤𝔲𝔯𝔬

【2】

𝔞𝔫𝔤𝔯𝔶 𝔱𝔢𝔫𝔰𝔦𝔬𝔫𝔰

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w-wait...

that guy. THAT GUY!?

that guy is his father!? 

...

WHY IS HE SO DAMN FINE!??!

"who the hell is this megumi?" his voice croaked.

he reeked of alcohol and cigars. i wasn't too off either, he had a cigar on his right hand, still fuming with smoke.

"she just helped--"

"holy shit! you got beat up? that's hilarious, who punked you this time?" he laughed at his own son? and proceeded to smoke in front of us.

my blood began simmering. something about this man is awful. his aura feels like black abyss.

"um--excuse me? can you not smoke? this earth doesn't need more nasty gas in the air" i snapped.

he heard me, looking over to me as his smile disappeared.

"who do you think you are, speaking to me like this?" he growled.

"dad--leave her alone!" megumi spoke.

"megumi, tell your girlfriend to fuck off. i've got to clean my suitcase and i'd like to do it in the comfort of my home" he snarled.

"i'm not his girlfriend but i do consider myself his friend as of late. and your son getting beaten up is not a funny joke. the only idiot laughing here is you!" i shouted.

"say what?" he growled.

"look, you've helped enough. you can go home now. thank you. dad, just ignore her" megumi stood up between us.

he looked me in the eye; giving me such a disrespectful death glare. i returned it as well. just because this man is handsome...and buff...and has scars all over his body...and has a really hypnotizing deep voice can't mean i have to back down and let him disrespect me!

"you heard me. quit being an asshole to your kid and give him a break. he defended me the best he could" i pointed my nose to the roof.

"he didn't do shit! he lost didn't he? i mean his swollen face says it all!" he shouted at us.

i gently push megumi to the side to confront this man head on. he glared down at me as i gazed up at him. my eyes widened seeing how handsome this man really is.

his eyes were green like dark forest and his skin seemed smooth even with that scar over the corner of his lips. he had long semi curly lashes and his long obsidian hair matched him perfectly.

i grab his cigar and throw it on the floor--immediately stepping on it, crushing it with my feet. i glance up back at him, he seemed to just be curious at what i'd do next.

"i'd quit smoking if i was you unless you plan on dying this year" i warned him.

he mustered up a smile and let out a dark chuckle.

"death fears me, i look forward to meeting it in the eye when the day comes" he grins.

a soft chill runs down my back. oh my god he's so sexy i can't help myself. i bite my lip, trying to hide the sudden urge of excitement. he eyes me up and down and his smile widens more; noticing through my backlash.

"sorry then, didn't mean to upset such a lovely lady as yourself" he moved past me.

aggressive chills lifted in the back of my neck.